Going For A Walk In The Rain

 

I had my heart set on going out today with the children, anywhere, but somewhere outside. During the night, doing one of the babys’ many nightfeeds, I saw the rain hitting our window and thought for fuckgoodness-sake. Then I laid awake for a good hour, long after the baby had gone back to sleep, wondering what we were going to do. The thought of spending yet another day stuck indoors filled me with dread. I’m not a Pinterest perfect mum, so the most we will get out of craft-time is some half-chewed crayons and a piece of paper, alongside marathon episodes of Paw Patrol or Ben and Holly’s little Kingdom (often both). Somewhere to go, indoors, but not home.

Before I knew it the toddler was up for the day and I was still laying there like an idiotic insomniac, pondering over places to go for the day. This normally wouldn’t be such a big deal for me, usually we go out enough throughout the week that the thought of a day at home has me excited. Pyjamas all day, not having to move about much and any meltdown can be kept confined. But since we’ve spent the best part of two weeks stuck indoors dealing with each family member being picked off one by one by this bastard flu, I was desperate to get out, take the children out in the fresh air and do something other than scrub mushed banana out of the carpet.

By midday I was resigned to the fact, we’re probably not going to go anywhere, a little late to drive somewhere for a day out. Then once the baby woke up from her nap, my ‘get up and go’ suddenly took over, bag rammed full of bribery cheddars, milk and juice, we left in a hurry and didn’t look back. We walked to Tesco, in the rain, but still in good spirits. The toddler fell asleep, which was fairly lucky since I wouldn’t have to buy bags of apples and baguettes to keep him quiet and occupied. Then having to listen to Mr Firstooth say ”but we already haveย five bags of apples/baguettes” he’s not there, he doesn’t know.

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With an hour still to kill before dinner needed to be prepared (and the countdown to bedtime began), I wasn’t ready to go home. Perhaps that’s selfish of me but why let the rain keep us indoors, that’s life and what coats and umbrellas are for. A visit to the park would be our next port of call, children don’t care if it’s raining when there’s swings involved. And as you could imagine, we were the only family there. Just perfect, no hovering around the swings waiting for a turn or to make sure the baby doesn’t get kicked in the head. I laid a bag for life down in each seat, my best attempt to keep their bums dry.

They laughed on the swings for ages, something I usually get bored of almost the second the first push is made, but I enjoyed seeing them so happy being outside again. We didn’t leave until it started getting dark. Shit got real on the walk home, once the fun stopped, but up until then, it was happiness I wish I could bottle.
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  1. November 25, 2015 / 9:56 am

    Don’t blame you for wanting to get out. I hate being stuck inside. And abandoned rainy day playgrounds definitely make up for the inconvenience #whatevertheweather

    • LizzieG
      November 25, 2015 / 9:18 pm

      It was eerily quiet, but worth the trek in the rain

  2. November 25, 2015 / 10:58 am

    My mummy always needs to get out! She can’t tolerate four walls and me playing-up inside. I always seem happier outside ๐Ÿ™‚ …she’s not a Pinterest perfect mum either and struggles with crafting activities ๐Ÿ˜‰ x #Whatevertheweather x

    • LizzieG
      November 25, 2015 / 9:23 pm

      Your mum sounds just lovely and you sound very similar to my little darlings with the love of the outside! X

  3. [email protected] Baby Brothers
    November 26, 2015 / 6:48 am

    Sometimes we just need some fresh air huh! Looks like fun, my kids love the swings too ๐Ÿ™‚ #brilliantblogposts

    • LizzieG
      November 27, 2015 / 7:06 am

      Fresh air makes it all seem better!

  4. November 26, 2015 / 8:45 am

    We are the same, stuck inside for days with ill kids and desperate to get outside. I hate being stuck indoors, definitely need to get out and the boys are so much happier outdoors. We do enjoy crafting, although probably me more than my boys! Looks like you had fun at the park anyway.
    Thanks so much for linking up to #Whatevertheweather ๐Ÿ™‚ x

    • LizzieG
      November 27, 2015 / 7:07 am

      We just stare out of the window wondering what it’s like out there I love crafts but not with the children, they don’t understand that the walls and tables aren’t part of the craft x

  5. November 26, 2015 / 8:55 pm

    My kids are perfectly happy being out in the rain, just me who doesn’t like it! Even then, that is mostly because I hate knowing when we get home I have to try to get everything clean & dry! Empty parks are always the best! #brilliantblogposts

    • LizzieG
      November 27, 2015 / 7:08 am

      Yes and the muddy welly boots and stroller wheels! Everything gets a towel dry!

  6. chloelifeunexpected
    November 29, 2015 / 5:15 pm

    I hate, hate, hate being stuck indoors. But I hate, hate, hate trying to come up with something to do all the time as well. It can get so frustrating. I do love going to a good park and there is no greater time to go than when it’s empty and you don’t have to share it. It looks like you had a good time in the end! ๐Ÿ˜€ Thank you so, so much for linking up to #whatevertheweather xx

    • LizzieG
      November 29, 2015 / 8:28 pm

      Sometimes the park is the best I can come up with! Thanks for hosting x

  7. internationalelfservice
    November 30, 2015 / 1:56 pm

    Finally leaving the house after being cooped up for so long must be one of the best feelings in the world! Everything seems so fresh and bright too I find. The park is our default escape to place too. Where would we be without them??

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